I couldn't think of anything concrete to write about this photo, except that it moves me. Lori Nix has more surreal photography on her site at http://www.lorinix.net/.
what dreams are made of
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. -Anais Nin
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
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